I blinked rapidly. Banishing the erotic visions that conjured. And the anticipation of my lustful heart.
“Unless you want to admit that I make you sodden?”
I breathed more heavily as I decided.
He froze waiting.
“Fine.”
“Yes?” He prompted waiting.
“I’m-I’m-I…”
“Say it, Baby Girl.” He gave a lopsided grin. “I know you can do it.”
I hate him.
More fiercely than a fire burns hot.
If I could flay his skin off while a million men beat him with spiked clubs, I’d gladly do so!
“I’m moist.”
“For me?”
I flinched but gave one deep nod.
He gave a triumphant laugh and dropped my skirt. Releasing my arms enough I could retreat several steps.
“Why don’t you do, whatever you’re going to do, and go away!” I shrieked hatefully.
“Why is it all our conversations, start with you tr
